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bag of tricks - c-mob lyrics

[intro: trapp money]
yeah, yeah, yeah
yeah
got a bag of tricks
yeah
aye
yeah
trapp money break bread

[verse 1: trapp money]
aye
fresh up out the shower
put the powder on my body then i put the powder on the f*cking scale
d*mn n*gga
let me bag it up
nose wide open fam
ready to snort it up (snort it up)
i used to keep a bean or two
chase it with the vodka fam
ready to do a thing or two (thing or two)
hit the block get this real uncle sam tax free
under the radar
trapp money
uncle sam wanna know how i cop the crib
uncle sam wanna know how i [caught them jews?]
now these dudes wanna know how i’m f*cking all these bad b*tches
trapp money
snitches
[hook: trapp money] (x2)
aye
got a bag full of tricks (tricks)
crazy risk game got me all this extra sh*t
watchu tell em though? (whatchu tell em?)
i keep solid hate shake dawg
and on the pool table still playing 8*ball

[verse 2: c*mob]
gotta bag of plenty tricks
pull it out and then watch how my money flips
everybody wanna know how i’m pulling the baddest of all the hun’ned dips
no funny sh*t
all about my business
won a ton of grip
waking up at 6 a.m. by the time it’s 10 i’ve hit like 20 l!cks
i come and get hundreds quick
too much for a money clip
you don’t need to ask my name when it comes to games b*tch you are unequipped
my gun it sits
on the side of my hip if you think you got a bright idea
try to run up on me after dark then dead in the middle of the night i leave ya
paper chase
making my money and focusing on those who chase the base
anyone out there who [causes?] of having a problem can come see face*to*face
like i said in the very beginning “gotta bag of plenty tricks”
so holler at c*mob
next time you want a fix
[hook: trapp money] (x2)
aye
got a bag full of tricks (tricks)
crazy risk game got me all this extra sh*t
watchu tell em though? (whatchu tell em?)
i keep solid hate shake dawg
and on the pool table still playing 8*ball

[verse 3: ???]
introduction to the game started off small
barely getting dough until i got that phone*call
got a hold to some k!ller caught the qp
show me love on the digits told me “do me”
now i’m at the crib, breaking down, stacking up
counting up my profit while a n*gga strapping up
bought to hit the block talking bi’ness on the phone
jumping in the ride screaming “get your hustle on”
a gram for the nick, dimes going 2.5
quality terrific so a n*gga doing right
late night trips risky but it’s all worth it
send the slugs to cowards if i feel they ass deserve it

[hook: trapp money] (x2)
aye
got a bag full of tricks (tricks)
crazy risk game got me all this extra sh*t
watchu tell em though? (whatchu tell em?)
i keep solid hate shake dawg
and on the pool table still playing 8*ball
[verse 4: ???]
right
really reaching in the back knowing it’s packed full of trap money
because they got it like that
you only hit it cause you mad
and you the type of n*gga to only wanna see a man do bad
in a mall probably pass
re*trading our magnets for jack’s [?] or whatever she ask
we supply but we still out demanding for cash
never let a n*gga get a path
if a singer trynna get over me
i’mma kick him in his ass
cause i’m sick of what motherf*ckers be thinking when they doing the stupid sh*t that’ll ruin any kind of relationship over cash
not once did you ask
are these means for titans to clash?
if it is then i’ll mash you to ashes
dust*to*dust eternity grab
humans to bust
or had enough of yo sh*t
money talk so yo money got a lisp
when i talk fam i speak so crisp
f*cking with you is not on my wishlist
traveling a road to riches
tell me if you can picture like pac how to get this
to get it you gotta be relentless
incredibly motivated with vengeance
let’s get it

- c mob lyrics

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